Chapter 52
There is probably one of the most delicate relationships in the world, and it must be the relationship between husband and wife.

Just like Hu Weiguo and Manqing, the current relationship is as fragile as soap bubbles, which can't be blown or photographed, it is precarious anyway, and it can be broken at any time.

But there is one, but it is different.The soap bubbles burst and can be redone with dish soap, but the relationship between husband and wife is no good. Once there is a crisis of trust, there is almost no possibility of recovery.

At this time, Manqing was seriously hurt by Hu Weiguo.She may not be unaware that Hu Weiguo is a genuinely kind person.It's not that she doesn't support him when he does good deeds.It's just that Man Qing thinks that it may be more appropriate for people to talk about dedication after they have the ability and foundation.

Man Qing was so disturbed and complicated in her heart, she walked up to Hu Weiguo, stared directly into his eyes, and wanted to wait for his explanation and statement.

Men are afraid of their mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and they will ask endless questions, and Hu Weiguo is no exception, especially in the scope of his unwillingness to discuss.

Hu Weiguo straightened his neck and said: "Let's have a dialectical talk, Man Qing, is the problem between us all caused by me alone? Everything has two sides, so don't talk like everything It's my fault. Every time you encounter a house issue, you are like a dried firecracker—you yell if there is a fire, how else can I discuss it with you? Every time you come and go, everyone has to hide caught!"

"You!" Man Qing suddenly felt that his throat was choked, and the blood of anger rushed to his forehead.

Man Qing was really furious. She originally hoped that Hu Weiguo would reflect on himself.Looking at it now, it's like a chicken talking to a duck, and the words are not speculative.

Above the heads of the two of them, an irregular dim light was falling down profusely.The couple in free love is like a dusty painting at this moment, shelved in the vast past.

Silent time is hard to bear, and every minute and every second is difficult.

For Hu Weiguo, his silence was more of indifference.That kind of indifference also contained disdain for Manqing's selfish thoughts, and even a little disgust.

In a daze, Man Qing also felt from Hu Weiguo's expression what it means to be in a cocoon.In the past few years, it's not that she hasn't tried to change Hu Weiguo, from daily life to various trivial things, but time and time again, in exchange for more disappointment.

"Wei Guo...you are not wrong, maybe we just don't fit together." Man Qing's eyes were red, tears were already rolling inside.

Throwing the table, throwing the bowl, shouting angrily covered by the sound of firecrackers... Man Qing's words completely angered Hu Weiguo.Everything that followed caused the young Katsuo to curl up in a corner and tremble, barely daring to open his eyes.

Hu Weiguo hit hard, Manqing couldn't stand on his heel no matter what, and if he grabbed it randomly with his hand, it was not something to rely on.

She had no way to escape, she just felt that her throat hurt from choking on the saliva, and the pain on her face went deep into her heart and lungs.

She used her youth to accompany Hu Weiguo for many years, from a poor family to now having a lovely daughter.In the past, she had never faced the deep-seated conflict between her and Hu Weiguo because of her busy work or blind obedience in life.

Now, she had to face this reality with her bruised nose and swollen face.The problem between them is not just about the house, but more of a conceptual gap.

(End of this chapter)

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